Fake Love

He says he loves me only when he's had too much to drink But he kisses in such a way that my mind forgets to think I forget all the pretty faces he's ever know before Even the one yesterday he hid behind closed doors He doesn't have to know I'm in on his little game Cause when I'm in his arms, I know nothing about shame He says that it hurts if my body is not near But then could it be so easy for him to not give his love to share Maybe I can have more, but I only want his lips on my skin If I could have it all, I'd only ask for him